I really don’t know. Wicked writer’s block? Now, as I log into my own blog for the first time in a month, I am left wondering, does anyone still check in here? Have folks assumed that MommyBlog has closed shop and already forgotten about me??

Truth is, we are still here! We are thriving and flourishing and joyful: Cooper is officially 15 months old, and my sweet, sweet firstborn celebrated his big FOURTH birthday on September 9th! As I write, we are on vacation in the Outer Banks (off-season rocks!). I mulled over trying to back track and fill in the missing pieces of the last month – especially considering that I missed Kenny’s birthday on this blog – but the mere thought of it has kept me far away from the computer for a day in sheer panic.

I may go back and add in some pictures later, but for now, let’s pick up with the here and now:

We are on vacation. Cooper repeats everything we say (quite comically, I may add… his most recent was “Yee Haw!” and “‘eh, Butterface!”), Kenny is hitting pitches with his new aluminum bat and official T-ball balls (gifts from Daddy on his birthday), and our current favorite family songs to dance to are Beyonce’s “Single Ladies” and Darius Rucker’s “All Right.” Cooper has also started yelling, “Willie!” whenever he needs a diaper change. It’s pretty funny.

Ok, so now that we are all back on the same page, I’m going to start blogging again. I don’t really know why I temporarily stopped. Maybe because for a while there it seemed like every mom on the planet had a blog, and I was tired of being one of the babbling crowd? Like when you’re in middle school and you get totally unbelievably excited because you score your first pair of Guess? jeans (ok – I found them for $5 at a yard sale) and it turned out that not only did everyone else alreay have a pair, but it turns out that the pair I bought was a fraud: someone had cut the lable off a real pair and sewn it onto a JC Penney’s pair, the pair I bought, and I had no idea until one of the popular girls called me out and mocked me in gym class one day. Ok, not completely a relevant metaphor. But you get the idea. Anyway, I’m back. Stick with me here!